Damon's P.O.V
"Why not? Wouldn't be able to take another's cock?" Mehki asks, emphasizing the word cock on purpose. I glance at him, frowning, but of course, Mehki just replies with a grin like always.
"Mehki, stop flirting with Damon and actually do something for once," Amelia says as she approaches us, his faint muscles flexing with each step as she tied her hair back in a ponytail.
"Are you blind? I have been, all session in fact." Mekhi says gesturing to his shirt before sliding a piece of gum between his lips.
"You think I don't know magic when I see it, my brother is a fucking warlock." She argues and Mehki shrugs helplessly at that, giving up within an instant. "Isn't it more work to completely fabricate a second you to fight than doing it yourself?"
